Question

(Verse 1)

Every shadow on the wall,

A memory that calls me back,

To a summer we painted through it all,

But the colors started to crack.

I found your voice in an old song,

But the melody’s bittersweet,

It’s a dance I know too well,

One where I can’t find my feet.


(Chorus)

These faded Polaroids of us,

Tell stories of our fire and rust,

Every scar's a quiet fight,

But in the silence, we still burn bright.

Oh, love, what’s left behind,

Are echoes of a frame unkind,

In the gallery of what we were,

Past and scars, they still whisper.


(Verse 2)

Midnight drives with windows down,

Thought we could outrun the night,

But every road leads back around,

To the shadows that hold so tight.

You were my lighthouse in the storm,

Now a distant constellation,

Guiding me through all that’s worn,

But I crave your constellation.


(Chorus)

These faded Polaroids of us,

Tell stories of our fire and rust,

Every scar's a quiet fight,

But in the silence, we still burn bright.

Oh, love, what’s left behind,

Are echoes of a frame unkind,

In the gallery of what we were,

Past and scars, they still whisper.


(Bridge)

So I’ll hold each memory like a brush,

Painting pictures in the dust,

Every crack is just a chance to learn,

To let go, while the heart still yearns.


(Chorus)

These faded Polaroids of us,

Tell stories of our fire and rust,

Every scar's a quiet fight,

But in the silence, we still burn bright.

Oh, love, what’s left behind,

Are echoes of a frame unkind,

In the gallery of what we were,

Past and scars, they still whisper.


(Outro)

And though the past may dim the light,

In every scar, your heart ignites.

We’re still hanging on the line,

Two souls intertwined through time.

Answer 1

W

Answer 2

erm

Answer 3

gold star for you

Answer 4

w

Answer 5

good one sis